Like I've said before, my drive to work is normally uneventful. I can usually identify what it is that I see, like cows, coyotes and trucks. Recently though, a couple of mystery pits have popped up and I have no idea what they are for.
A blogger friend of mine told me that in his area they truck in a lot of sand for drilling purposes. Then I was thinking, that maybe that could be it, we dug up sand out here and trucked it there, except that the sand piles are still standing out here after months of being dug up.
Another blogger friend of mine told me that the pits could be where somebody is going to bury something, maybe like toxic waste. I've been keeping my eye out for that and so far, the pit remains unfilled.
Then I was thinking that maybe they are big caliche pits. We do have an enormous amount of caliche in this area, and that could be a possibility that someone is mining caliche.
It seems that Browning owns these pits or the land that these pits sit on or the mineral rights under the land that these pits reside on. Could someone tell me what these pits are for, please?
Very rarely am I surprised at what I see on my way to work. Once there was a cow standing in the middle of the road. I called my mommy so she could call the local law enforcement so they could call the rancher and put Betsy up. I don't really know if the name of the big brown cow was Betsy, but I'd like to think it was.
I was driving along as usual except I was going a bit slower due to the ice and snow on the road and I suppose that's how I come to notice the guard rail. Usually a guard rail protects you from going into the water or to keep you from going off a high embankment. If you knew my area of West Texas you'd laugh a bit at the thought of both suggestions!
Not to let my curiosity get the better of me I pulled over to see exactly what is was that this particular guard rail was protecting. It was a big hole! Now, you can't immediately assume that it's another sink hole and I'll tell you why. A while back I posted about running the dogs at the caliche pit out by the airport. It's a possibility that this hole is an old caliche pit, but it seems way wrong for someone to purposely put it this close to the highway. Also, back in the good old days before tanks, the oil industry stored oil in earth tanks and also transported oil in canals and not pipe.
Annie and I rounded up Brutus the flying dingo, Shelbi the munchkin and Lucy the Beatles' legacy and herded them off to the caliche pit today for a brisk, but HOTT jaunt. One of my Face Book friends inquired as to what a caliche pit was and Alma, whom Durango refers to as the Song Bird, correctly answered that it is a type of gravel indigenous to the area, white and chalky. I probably confused Durango because I spelled caliche, cliche, like we say it out here instead of how it's supposed to be spelled.This is also where I take the kids to shoot fireworks on New Year's Eve. We take the dogs to the caliche pit about twice a month, we let them off their leashes and they get all primal, sniffing and tracking down jack rabbits. Once Annie and I found a javelina skull, that was pretty cool. We no longer have it because we shipped it off to her cousin in Colorado. Out by the pit is the Winkler County Airport, it's only big enough for crop dusters and little twin engines.My daddy used to take flying lessons at the airport, but
I don't think he ever logged enough hours to fly on his own. Mommy thought it would be a good idea for him to learn so that one day they could purchase a small plane and jet down to Mississippi when ever they wanted to.
By the time I walk the rim, the dogs have ran themselves silly and are usually lying in anticipation under the truck. In the backs of their sweet little minds, they know that as soon as we leave, we're heading to Allsups for their chicken treat. I started purchasing the chicken treat to train them to head back to the truck when it was time to leave.
Being rather hot today, the dogs were a bit lethargic and headed back to the truck way earlier than usual. This is only the munchkin's 3rd trip to the pit, but she did rather well, leaping and hopping over rocks and such. Lucy the Beatle, showed her true passive aggressive nature today as she refused to leave the comfort of the house until she was iced down.
Who says over 40 is over the hill? I enjoy listening to great music from all decades and genres, walking hand in hand with the one I love and nurturing the two smartest funnest kids ever! Although I'm not a native of West Texas, I've been here long enough to know the drill. HOT, WINDY and DESOLATE! So, that's why you'll find me and the kids heading out to some of our favorite hangs out...these places would include mild temperatures, mild winds and lush landscapes! I stick around because one day I'm hoping the Permian Basin will be underwater once again, and then I'll have beach front property! :D
Like I've said before, my drive to work is normally uneventful. I can usually identify what it is that I see, like cows, coyotes and trucks. Recently though, a couple of mystery pits have popped up and I have no idea what they are for.
A blogger friend of mine told me that in his area they truck in a lot of sand for drilling purposes. Then I was thinking, that maybe that could be it, we dug up sand out here and trucked it there, except that the sand piles are still standing out here after months of being dug up.
Another blogger friend of mine told me that the pits could be where somebody is going to bury something, maybe like toxic waste. I've been keeping my eye out for that and so far, the pit remains unfilled.
Then I was thinking that maybe they are big caliche pits. We do have an enormous amount of caliche in this area, and that could be a possibility that someone is mining caliche.
It seems that Browning owns these pits or the land that these pits sit on or the mineral rights under the land that these pits reside on. Could someone tell me what these pits are for, please?
